The door was unlocked,
still he sat in the room half cocked.
His education and talent was great,
but he allowed his fear to dictate.
Fear was holding him back,
and he couldn't seem to stay on track.
He had no nerve and guts,
so he remained in the fear ruts.

Across town in another room,
one of no education and talent bloom.
With his pen in hand writing,
he was determined and fighting.
He knew there was a lot he didn't know,
but he didn't let it stop his show.

Fear and no guts held one inside,
strong determination and attitude aided the others stride.
The rooms are still there,
except one is vacant and clear.
The one that is still occupied,
contains one who is afraid and horrified.
One occupant was educated and afraid,
the other became successful and paid.

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